Hogwarts: I got the Holy Father System

Chapter 201 A Forged History!!

Dumbledore and Fudge were confused.

The two of them looked at each other, wondering what was wrong with these reporters?

Darren knew.

Obviously, the deleted version of the photo ball released by the system has let many people know part of what happened at that time.

Although those things are also fake.

But others certainly don’t know.

They suddenly discover that Darren has been tortured so badly, and then Fudge interrogates him like a criminal.

Darren himself felt too miserable.

“Potter, I’ve seen the Shadow Ball at that time, and I’m qualified to ask you, did you deliberately want those Death Eaters to hurt your classmates?”

Do you feel that you caused the death of your classmates?

After all, if you had secured those Death Eaters in the first place, wouldn’t your classmates have died?

Are their dead eyes tormenting you day and night, and do you regret them now? ”

Just as Darren was pondering, a voice of schadenfreude rang out in Darren’s ear.

“Shut up!”

Dumbledore glared at the female reporter.

“Ritasquite, you dare to insult a hero like this, I will definitely complain to you!”

Mr. Weasley squeezed in from outside, and he covered Darren’s ears so hard that he wouldn’t listen to them.

Darren looked at Ritasquite, a woman wearing jeweled glasses and a large blonde hair in a delicate roll.

His teeth were even more exposed than Lockhart’s, and he smiled at Darren, who thought he was particularly charming.

The woman seemed to be an Animagus, like a beetle.

The lines around the beetle’s eyes are described in the original book, exactly the same as Ritasquite’s glasses.

Boy.

Bullied on him?

When he was Harry!

[Ding, sensing that there is a scene of the Holy Father system playing around the host, now releases a temporary task: standing next to Ritasquite with a pale face, drawing his wand expressionlessly, and then aiming at himself, saying in a painful voice: They are all killed by me, you are right, I killed them, I should have died a long time ago.]

And chant the Shattered Bone Curse, please do not move while chanting the spell, and wait for Dumbledore to stop you. ］

[Ding, after the mission is completed, get a fake history, will the host pick it up?] ］

Forged history?

What is it?

But presumably the system will explain it to him in a moment.

[Access]

Darren closed his eyes, and then his eyes instantly turned red.

With a pale face, he refused Mr. Weasley’s hand that covered his ears.

Then he looked at Ritasquite, who was squeezing unscrupulously next to him.

Ritasquite was still chasing him and asking if he felt guilty.

By the way, this woman is really inserting a knife into the wound.

Darren took a deep breath as he slowly pulled out his wand.

Ritasquite saw him pull out his wand, first startled, then interested.

“Are you trying to do something to me?” Because did I talk about your sore spots? ”

Darren skimmed his lips.

This woman is indeed one of the most annoying characters in the original book.

He decided that he would ‘carelessly’ give her a hard time for a while.

Thinking of Ritasquite for a moment, Darren almost laughed.

But he quickly turned expressionless.

He said softly, “You’re right, I caused them to die, and I didn’t do it right at the time.”

I didn’t do anything, and they died… I’ve felt that way for a long time… You’re right, I damn it.”

His eyes were lifeless.

Dumbledore’s heart sank, and he quickly held his wand tightly in his hand.

Really.

The next instant.

Darren suddenly pointed his wand at his chest and said, “Shattered bones!” ”

“Obstacles!”

As Darren recited the incantation, an invisible wall stood in his way.

Darren shifted his direction slightly.

The spell that hit the invisible wall immediately bounced back onto Ritasquite’s body.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the mission and getting a fake history.] ］

A forged history: The host can imagine a history and make it a reality.

All right.

It’s a scene card that you can make yourself!

He didn’t know exactly what to add now or to use later.

At this time, we still have to face the scene in front of us.

“Ah! Potter Kills! ”

“Potter is going to kill me!”

“Oh my God! I’m going to die! ”

Rita Skeeter screamed.

There was a deep scar on her face to the top of her neck.

And the wound is spurting blood outside.

There was an uproar all around.

Immediately, a wizard took Ritasquite.

“Don’t move, don’t look at those… Let’s go first! ”

Mr. Weasley immediately stood in front of Darren, who wanted to turn around and save Ritasquite.

But Dumbledore’s palm pressed against his shoulder, dragging him forward with great force.

Darren doubted that he had been cast any spell by Dumbledore, after all, he felt that he could not move at all now, and was completely dragged by Dumbledore.

“Arthur, I’ll take Darren to Hogwarts first, and you’re right, I almost forgot Harry, and Harry is in your office, right?” Get Harry back to Hogwarts from the Flyway Network in a moment! ”

Dumbledore said something serious.

Then he set his eyes on Darren and said, “I’m sorry, but when I get to school, I’ll undo the spell.”

“Headmaster Dumbledore, Darren…”

“Rest assured!”

Dumbledore raised his wand.

He and Darren instantly returned to Hogwarts.

Before Darren could complain that the phantom transfiguration was terrible, he was almost pulled by Dumbledore to the Headmaster’s office.

“Sit, my boy!”

Dumbledore waved his wand before Darren felt that he could move.

He said guiltily, “I’m sorry, Headmaster Dumbledore, I worried you…”

[Ding, Father +80]

Dumbledore didn’t say a word, but only offered him 80 Father’s Value, and then looked at him with a look of inclusion, as if waiting for him to continue.

Darren began to wonder for a moment whether Dumbledore had seen through his performance, and now set up a stage for him to perform as much as he wanted.

But he immediately denied the idea.

For after he suddenly stopped speaking, Dumbledore paused for ten minutes, still sighing softly, and felt a shadow ball out of his pocket.

“Good boy, I’ll open it up here, don’t you mind?”